It's not like, if you are a fool, you shouldn't be able to create such spells, and of course you can't create water and oil making techniques.

"Then how many levels of spells do you need?" Murphy asked for a while.

Roland pondered for a while and said, "Although the self-explosion fireball technique is a second-level magic, after I have been optimizing and strengthening for more than a year, it is no problem to regard it as a third-level magic. So, Lord Murphy just give me a third-level magic that I have never learned."

Hearing this condition, Murphy looked at Roland quietly, feeling a little ridiculous.

He couldn't help asking, "Just level three magic?"

"I'm very happy if Elder Murphy is willing to give me a few more third-level spells." Roland spread his hands.

After a moment of silence, Murphy laughed: "Okay, I'll bring ten third-level magic here tomorrow, and you can choose three."

After saying that, Murphy turned around and left.

Roland did not regard this matter as a major event and continued to go back to the library to read books.

After Murphy returned to the Senate, he directly found the Great Elder Elford.

"Great Elder, is there any problem with Roland's spirit?" Murphy pondered the words and said, "He is willing to trade fairly when he has an advantage! And most importantly, his magic power is too exaggerated. This is not the level that a person who has not even reached the master level and has not even touched the threshold of legend.

Elford narrowed his eyes: "So what do you want to do? Did you ruin him?"

"I have this idea, but I would be very happy if he could join the State of Francis and would not have such an idea again."
Chapter completed!